First Breath - Short Stories, #4

The Rez was a strobing mass of lights, lasers, and mirrors tuned to the heavy bass lines and syncopation. The floor shook with the beat and bodies moved to it, fluid and sexual, fingers running down sweating backs. Two girls stared into each other's eyes before one let out a breath that sent the other into a fit of ecstasy. Hardy's wetware mod ached to join them, feeding him shadows of breath-the latest drug craze that turned a faint mist of DNA into an electric stimulus. Ever since Hardy left his previous employer, his memory has failed him.
Thoughts refuse to make connections, and his past has become a mystery. When he finds himself addicted to the breath of a mysterious woman, Hardy knows that his past is coming back, whether he's ready for it or not.